For Nancy

My poems are all young me. Poems long ago written. Time has changed the way I see. But in words I'm still smitten. I help those that were me. Help them to grow. Blossom, cause from the darkness comes light. Have to know. What seed to sow. How to understand. Their fright. How to make it right. Thank you for your compassion ..... It needs to become a fashion I run a group for this . I help them understand their pain. Can't give them bliss, Just ease the stain Not a gift,,, But I use it to give others a lift. I know I'm crazy. Maybe lazy I feel such peace and I hope to share It helps letting others know That someone does care That knowledge helps them to grow The darkest of night To find your way Needs only a little light It's all in what you say Turns darkness into day